March 26th marks one year to the day where I got to work by 11 (my usual time) and noticed they were "fixing" the electronic badge locks on the side door to the office. By 6:00 the VP of Customer Service had informed the dozen or so of us on night crew that we "were no longer employed" by the company and we were herded into little alcoves to discuss severance with HR drones.
I had less than a week before I was moving in to a new apartment. Abbie had just earned himself a $600 vet's bill. And I was petrified.